Pei Feng watched Huo Yao and Old Mr. Yi’s receding backs. It took him a while before he snapped out of his daze.
His father already felt this young woman was special. But why was Old Mr. Yi doing the same?
Pei Feng turned to look at Chen Xiang and asked him. “Is the girl very close to Old Master Yi?”
Chen Xiang’s eyes seemed distant. “Master wants to take her in as a disciple.”
His voice sounded cold.
“Huh?” Pei Feng looked at Chen Xiang in disbelief. “Does Old Mr. Yi want her as his disciple?”
“Uh huh.” Chen Xiang did not want to go on with the subject, but he noticed something amiss with Pei Feng’s expression, so he asked him. “Do you know her?”
Pei Feng instantly nodded before he shook his head. “I don’t know her, but my father does.”
Out of embarrassment, he said nothing about his father calling Huo Yao, ‘Little Master Huo’.
“I see.” Chen Xiang raised his hand to check his watch and did not want to talk about Huo Yao. “I have to get to work. We can talk about Chinese medicine later.”
Pei Feng nodded and headed to the main hall.
Huo Yao was led to the kitchen by Old Mr. Yi.
Yi Lianfan was dressed in a white chef’s uniform and looked very professional after shedding his school uniform.
He was too busy to notice the two people entering the kitchen. He finally registered their presence two minutes later when he turned around to take a few ingredients.
Yi Lianfan felt a little embarrassed to suddenly see her there. He quickly greeted Huo Yao before he glanced at his grandfather. “Grandpa, she is our guest. Why did you bring her to the kitchen?
Old Mr. Yi glared at him. “Why can’t I? She is no outsider.”
Yi Lianfan said nothing.
Old Mr. Pei had come to the kitchen and spotted Huo Yao right away. He said in surprise, “Little Master Huo, I see that you are here too.”
Huo Yao turned and was about to speak when Old Mr. Yi noticed something amiss with the way Old Mr. Pei greeted her. He said right away, “Hey! What did you just call her?”
Were his ears playing tricks on him?
How could Old Mr. Pei address her as ‘Little Master Huo’?
Also, why did the old geezer seem so chummy with Huo Yao?
Old Mr. Yi looked at Old Mr. Pei perplexedly.
He had a nagging feeling that something had happened behind his back.
Old Mr. Pei stroked his beard before he raised his brow and said, “I called her Little Master Huo.”
Old Mr. Yi opened his eyes wide and was at a loss. “What do you mean by Little Master Huo?”
Was Old Mr. Pei calling Huo Yao, ‘Little Master Huo’?
Even if one of them was the master, should it not be the other way around?
“I mean it literally.” Old Mr. Pei noticed how confused Old Mr. Yi seemed, so he walked over and checked his pulse.
“Let me examine you… Why is your mind so slow even though your pulse seems to be normal?” asked Old Mr. Pei quizzically.
Old Mr. Yi swiftly pulled his hand from Old Mr. Pei’s grasp and slapped him. “Who on earth are you calling slow? Your entire family is slow.”
Old Mr. Pei dodged the blow nimbly and sneered. “I noticed your confused look, so I checked your pulse, you ingrate!”
Old Mr. Yi glanced at him coldly. He turned to look at Huo Yao and said softly, “When did you get so chummy with this old geezer?”
